This kiss ended long and without emotion.

Murong Xi raised her hand flutteringly, originally wanting to push away and reject Jiang Huaiyin.

However, hormones were at work, and she actually reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Jiang Huaiyin paused, and exhaled a touch of mockery, instantly pulling Murong Xi back to reality.

She escaped from his grasp in a slow half beat, retreated to the farthest place from him, and stared at Jiang Huaiyin, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, her heart pounding.

This man is sick!

"Show affection" in front of Lord Hede, she can understand that it is his desire to love and not be annoyed and angry.

Everyone is gone, and he still has to inch in, and he is not lightly ill.

Jiang Huaiyin twisted the wound at the corner of her lips with her thumb, watching her expression change from incredible to full of hatred, and she didn't know who was just holding her neck.

Jiang Huaiyin smiled playfully: "This king didn't expect the princess to care so much about our relationship." ”

"You put - heart!" Murong Xi's brain was hot, and she almost scolded, but fortunately, she held back the word "fart" in time.

"I think we should have a good talk."

Wen Mian felt that there was something to say, and he had to confess and make it clear.

"How?" Jiang Huaiyin's interest came as soon as he said it, he leaned over and wanted to get close to Murong Xi, and half of his exhalation was almost on her face.

It's warm and itchy.

Murong Xi shrunk her neck and turned her head to look at the wall of the car, "This is not the place to talk, I will return to the palace later, and ask the prince to spare some time." ”

was angry, and Murong Xi was afraid that he would not choose what to say, and if he didn't say a word correctly, it would make Jiang Huaiyin angry.

I want to delay time, make a draft, and "deal with the battle" well.

When I was on my back, I drank water and stuffed my teeth.

As soon as her words fell, Ye Lan's cold voice came from outside the car, "Lord and Princess, it's here." ”

Murong Xi hesitated for a moment, and smiled a little unnaturally.

"Lord Wang, please, I'll go back and change my clothes-"

Jiang Huaiyin got up slowly, and when he crossed in front of Murong Xi, his expression returned to his usual feminine and cold.

Murong Xi secretly cursed a few ugly words at the back of his head, and followed him all the way into the palace.

The two walked quietly one after the other, no different from usual.

It made Murong Xi breathe a sigh of relief.

When I returned to Pujia Garden, I slowly changed into a new dress, and only a quarter of an hour had passed.

Murong Xi really had nothing to do, and she didn't think about her words, and was thinking about whether to let Bai Lu comb her sideburns for her, Shen Yue gently pushed the door in, "Princess, the prince is invited!" ”

Murong Xi: !

Every day, please, endlessly!

If you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime.

There are some things that have to be faced all the time.

Murong Ji straightened her neckline and went to see Jiang Huaiyin "as if she were at home".

Contrary to what she expected, Jiang Huaiyin did not summon her in the study, but asked her to take her to the bedroom.

Murong Xi was apprehensive for a moment, recalling the ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage, and a touch of crimson appeared on her cheeks.

When I opened the door, I was surprised by the smell of rice.

Murong Xi sorted out her thoughts, entered with a calm face, and saw that Jiang Huaiyin had also changed into a new white dress and sat at the head of the dinner table.

He lowered his eyes and looked faint: "Come here." ”

Murong Xi moved his chair and sat directly across from him.

"Don't worry, I can wait for the prince to finish eating and then talk."

Jiang Huaiyin raised his eyes to look at him, and there seemed to be frivolity in his eyes, "You and I are husband and wife, and you should also have the way other husbands and wives should get along." Eat it. ”

Murong Xi's eyes flashed, and she really wanted to have the backbone not to hold chopsticks, but the aroma of the rice was strong, especially the fragrant wine jug, like a fairy who had become an immortal, beckoning to her.

"Then, then I might as well be respectful."

Talking at the dinner table is the most basic ethics of modern times.

She picked up the wine jug seemingly casually, filled Jiang Huaiyin with a glass first, and naturally poured herself a glass.

"Lord Wang, please."

In order to show his "sincerity", Murong Xi did it first.

The scorching mellow flow down her throat and into her stomach was the taste she had missed for a long time.

Murong Xi's tense complexion was soothed, and the blood all over her body unconsciously became excited.

Her subtle expression was all in Jiang Huaiyin's eyes, her thin lips were slightly hooked, she glanced at the wine jug, drank the wine in one gulp, and then reached out to take the wine jug and poured her own wine glass, and the wine jug was placed in her hand casually.

That distance seemed to be separated from Murong Xi by 108,000 miles.

Murong Xi gritted her back molars, took a piece of white chopped chicken and chewed it carefully, her soul was hooked away by the wine jug, and her head was full of thoughts about how to drink another glass, and the purpose of coming to Jiang Huaiyin had long been forgotten.

As if deliberately provocative, he saw Jiang Huaiyin gently sipping his wine glass, and every time he took a bite, he had to sip the wine.

When he was gone, he licked the wound on his lips.

The expression is very intriguing.

Murong Xi's face turned red, and she clenched her chopsticks to poke the chicken pieces in the dish, eager to poke out thousands of holes.

Jiang Huaiyin chuckled silently, drank all the wine in the cup, put down the wine glass, and flicked the wine jug with his slender knuckles.

"Pour the wine."

Murong Xi's eyes lit up, and he moved his chair in the direction of Jiang Huaiyin.

While pouring the wine, he diligently probed, "Lord Wang, this wine is so mellow, it is a taste I have never drunk." ”

As she spoke, she filled her glass.

Jiang Huaiyin ignored those careful thoughts, "Doesn't the princess have something to say?" ”

"That's right." Murong Xi patted his head and picked up the wine glass to salute him, "This cup is for me to make amends to the prince for the matter of Lord Hede." ”

Murong Xi raised her head and took a bold snort.

"Love is the most annoying, I understand the bitterness of the prince's heart."

I don't know if it's because I haven't drunk for a long time or because the alcohol content is high, Murong Xi's eyebrows and eyes began to stretch naturally, and there was a lot of presumptuous closeness in and out of her words.

"The Queen Mother beats the mandarin ducks, which is unfair to the prince. So I also ask the prince to consider my proposal. ”

Murong Xi drank another glass, and the words on her lips had begun to pass through her brain, and her mind was full of the taste of fine wine.

She raised her hand and patted Jiang Huaiyin's arm, with a "good brother" posture, and sighed: "I don't know about you, but I know about this little girl Hede." She has liked you since she was a child, and because of you, she has not caused me much trouble. ”

On the smell of alcohol, Murong Xi even changed his name, and mentioned the memory of the original owner sentimentally, "Because I was a mute at the time, I couldn't tell you, I knew that you also liked her, I should have written a letter to you!" ”

Unconsciously, half a pot of wine was swallowed by Murong Xi.

"But it's not too late now, as long as you and I are separated, and Lord Dejun will forgive you immediately."

She started to go up, she was hot, she was sitting on the chair and staggering, she couldn't even hold the wine jug steadily, but she still handed it to Jiang Huaiyin and poured him a full gear.

Pulling the tightly wrapped neckline, Murong Xi's breathing was much smoother, and she squinted her eyes and took a drink, "You have to cherish the people in front of you, otherwise it will be too late to regret if you miss it." ”

The corners of Jiang Huaiyin's lips were pursed into a line, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her gaze wandered off the white collarbone exposed under her slightly open neckline.

"It seems that the princess knows a lot about love?"